Lyrics Printing T's (feat. Flows For Life) - Blaze, the Rebel , Flows For Life

Yeah
Blaze, the Rebel, Flows For Life

See the way they panic when we hit the mic
Even though the styles different, see we just alike
Roll up, elevate to a different height
We could never hesitate on a mission, right?
Cool breeze, yeah they loving the steez
In the states but the fam from the West Indies
New threads smelling fresh, they from overseas
I'm on screens like I'm printing T's, oh please!

Blaze, the Rebel never been a follower
But if she on the gram Ima follow her
Keeping it real is a big pill to swallow
But luckily shawty's a swallower
Big Bang theory how I'm finna blow
Big world lotta places that I'm finna go
Walking on glass, y'all niggas on tippy toes
Yo Flows, tell these niggas that they need to go
Before they get kicked out
The energy that I receive is the same that I dish out
You better run me my fee please don't ask for no discount
Only got one life to live I'll be damned if I miss out
I think I'm the shit now

See the way they panic when we hit the mic
Even though the styles different, see we just alike
Roll up, elevate to a different height
We could never hesitate on a mission, right
Cool breeze, yeah they loving the steez
In the states but the fam from the West Indies
New threads smelling fresh, they from overseas
I'm on screens like I'm printing T's, oh please!

Vintage garments, I'm in Garden State
Jumping like Pharrell, Billionaire with Bape
I know could tell I been doing great
Never slipped and fell still they sit and wait
It could be an album but it's just a tape
Like a movie scene they just love to take
Talking reset, got a different fate
Dead presidents like Larenz Tate
Hold up, let it break
Dirt up off your shoulder, party finna shake
Change clothes, yeah this a PSA
Came home early made enough today
On alkaline water I'm done with the Henny
They smile in your face but their heart full of envy
You know I'm gon' handle whatever God send me
You know I'm gon' handle whatever God send me (Let me ride this beat, whoa!)
Loyalty's all that's embedded within me
Got me some racks came a long way from pennies
Don't need no new problems 'cause I plenty
Said I won't drink but I got me some Henny
Been plotting real heavy
Wavy as fuck bitch I'm breaking the levee
Riding Suburbans, that's big body chevy's
Wasting my time is my number one pet peeve but niggas don't get me
Whoa

See the way they panic when we hit the mic
Even though the styles different, see we just alike
Roll up, elevate to a different height
We could never hesitate on a mission, right
Cool breeze, yeah they loving the steez
In the states but the fam from the West Indies
New threads smelling fresh, they from overseas
I'm on screens like I'm printing tees, oh please!